I Think It's Gonna Be Alright

I’ve got a feeling that It’s gonna work out

I’ve got a feeling that It’s okay

I know it’s easier to dwell in your doubts

The little things can drive you crazy

But it ain’t no fun living angry

I can tell in the way you hate me, no this ain’t about me

You got your money and you’ll get your way

Tell everybody else they’re lazy

But there’s a price that you’ll still have to pay

So now you’re praying you don’t see me

No it ain’t my fault you’re lonely

Go on and act like you don’t know me, lord it’s so plain to see

I guess we’ll batten down the hatches

Take a deep breath tonight

Don’t know where I’m going but I’ve got an idea where I might

I think it’s gonna be alright

Your paranoia’s eating at your head

Treating people like they’re crazy

Clinging to life from a four-foot ledge

Your delusions just amaze me

No it ain’t my fault you hate me

Tell me how’d you get so empty, no this ain’t about me.